And Poem - Lonely Child are open,
Open I visit,

Earning room for one foot at the doorway,
But recall!
He Will Come as fast

When I am turning the webpage
And I will have to let him go
In the Center of the night
In the event he attempts to run
However, that's not always the best item
At the conclusion
'Cause I've seen considerably reflection
And there was to see
Always toil and despair
In a crowd sometimes turned into tears
And the sun would not be on my own side
I want to think that is how it was
The warfare in my soldier company
Was nicely concealed by poisoned switch
And held against my head
By poisoned switch